"John D. Fitzgerald - The Great Brain At the AcademyUC - 4" - читать интересную книгу автора (Fitzgerald John D)

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nickel because you did all the work. Just give me my forty-
five cents in cash."

Poor old Sweyn was a dreamer if he thought he was
going to talk The Great Brain out of forty-five cents.

"If I remember correctly," Tom said, "you told me I
was a conniver for selling part of the lunch and Mamma
would have a fit if she knew about it. I sure as heck don't
want it on my conscience that I made a conniver out of my
own brother and made him partly responsible for our
mother having a fit. So I will just keep all the profits and
my conscience will be clear. But dividing the profits and
giving my brother some candy are two different things.
Help yourself to as many bars as you can eat."

Sweyn knew when he was beat. He helped himself to
a chocolate bar and a peanut bar. Tom put one bar of
candy in his pocket. Then he got down his suitcase and
put the remaining twelve bars of candy between his cloth-
ing.

Sweyn stared at him bug-eyed. "Just what do you
think you are doing?" he asked.

"If the fellows at the academy are only allowed ten
cents worth of candy every four weeks," Tom said, "I
shouldn't have any trouble selling these five-cent bars of
candy for a dime each. And once I get my candy store
going I'll make a fortune."

"Have you gone plumb loco?" Sweyn asked. "What
candy store?"

Tom closed his suitcase and put it back on the rack.
"The candy store I'm going to open at the academy," he
said, rubbing his hands together. "I'll double my money
on every bar of candy I sell."

"No you won't," Sweyn said. "There is no possible

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way for you to smuggle enough candy into the academy
to start a candy store. And I'm not going to let you smug-
gle in even those twelve bars. I'll tell Father Rodriguez
they are in your suitcase."